I grew up 250 words at that moment.

I believe we are all familiar with the word "grow up". Many people think that growth is a long process; However, I think growth is sometimes just a flash. There will be a turning point in a person's life, from childish to mature, and that moment is a sign of your growth.

It was a Saturday afternoon and the weather was fine. My parents take my sister out to class together. I'm the only one left at home. Looking at the messy situation at home, I suddenly felt a little unbearable, so I decided to tidy up. Let's get started. Where shall we start first? Let's start with the living room. After dragging and wiping for a long time, it's time to tidy up the things in the bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. I put things away while thinking, and occasionally look around to see if things are reasonable and harmonious with each other. After everything was ready, I found myself with backache and sweating.

I can't help asking myself: Mom is like this every few days, aren't you tired? Parents are not so busy doing all this for us every day. We grow up under the careful care of our parents every day. Parents care more about us than about themselves.

I didn't understand my mother's concern for me when I was a child. I remember one day my mother had a high fever and her face was red. She refrained from telling me and took some medicine herself. As usual, I let my mother do this and that, and let her play outside with me, buy me food and watch TV. I didn't realize that she was ill at that time. I should care about her and greet her. ...

Thought of here, my heart is full of sadness, remorse and remorse. My tender shoulders seem to be unable to bear, nor can I bear the generous love of my parents. At this moment, I found myself growing up. (

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At that moment, that moment, I grew up. When I grow up, the teacher said that growth is a lifelong process, and growth is an epiphany of life in a certain situation. Now, when I read the mood behind these words, I feel that I have grown up. 1 1 year old, grade two. No matter what I have done that should be criticized, people will always say that she is still young and will grow up. My mother always sighs: I don't know when she will grow up! I don't know what it means to grow up, but judging from the frequency of her saying this, I conclude that I can grow up quickly should be her greatest wish at present. My mother became my Chinese teacher this semester. She is an excellent teacher, and almost all my classmates admire her. But I'm not my mother's satisfied student. She always said that she had taught many students, all of whom were excellent. If only I could be like them. My mother's behavior hurt my self-esteem. Although I dare not refute her publicly, I don't respect her like my classmates. She hit me, and I didn't resist, but I did. I happened to see my mother's diary. After reading it, I can almost recite a diary: Dear child, please allow me to say I'm sorry. I was filled with emotion when I saw my daughter hosting the New Year's Day performance on the stage. 1 1 years old, it is the third time that she has supported a large-scale school performance. As a matter of fact, she is a good child. She is kind, filial, independent and has good abilities in all aspects. However, no matter what she does, I can almost find reasons for criticism. She has been taking care of herself since she was three years old. We don't have time to teach her how to cultivate good habits, but we always blame her for this bad habit, blame her for that bad habit, and always compare her with others. Originally, we neglected education, but we always didn't know how to reflect. On the contrary, we blame her. How guilty I am to think of it! I am thinking that there are really no wrong children, only wrong parents, and the poor children are the result of our neglect of education. As parents, we can't take love as a cover. If you really love children, you should pay attention to the way of expressing love, and everything should be conducive to the healthy growth of children. The new year is coming. I write this diary closely, hoping to remind myself from time to time and say sorry to my beloved daughter. I cried. I was sad for the first time. I remembered everything my mother had done for me, delicious crucian carp soup and expensive. The complete works of VCD written by my mother on the pillow > ... My mother really loves me, even if she hits me, she won't turn around and cry. Unfortunately, I have never felt it with my heart. I should say that I don't know how to feel it with my heart. I know I won't become what my mother wants at once, but this is the first time I know what I should do when I grow up. I think I've grown up, at least not far away. It turns out that growing up is not determined by age or time. When we learned, at that moment, I grew up. I have grown up when you are still frolicking and haggling in front of your parents. When I was a child, my parents loved men and women farming, and there was always a happy atmosphere at home. Every corner of my home is full of the shadow of love. Time flies, I am already a primary school student. I can only go home once a week. I remember, once I went home happily. There is still a long way to go from home. But coming home is a different story. This house is unoccupied. Suddenly, the wind is so sad, the flowers at the door seem to be crying, and the cypress is silent. I walked into the room reluctantly, as if I heard someone talking. It's dad. Dad is answering the phone. Where's mom? I saw a pool of blood on the ground through the crack of the door, and my mother slept in the bed, which was surprisingly quiet. After a while, I heard the sound of a rescue car in the distance, which was terrible. The rescue car quickly took my parents away and gradually disappeared into my sight. The wind blew harder and harder, and the moon was quietly called out. I don't know what to do. Squatting on a small bench, growling with fear. In the morning, the bird woke me up. I remembered how my mother taught me to cook noodles, and I began to do something. I will never feel the warmth of home again. A tear fell on my hand and pulled me back from my memory. I clean at home alone. Everything in every place has wonderful memories of my parents and me-how happy I am. At that moment, I knew to cherish it. Don't wait for you to lose it before you know it's a pity and want to save it. Just then, my father came back with my mother, and I ran to hold my mother and cried. I won't let love slip away from me. At that moment, I grew up. At that moment, I grew up again in winter. The rain is lingering, people on TV sing euphemistic birthday songs, but no one blows out the candles on the cake ~ ~ ~ I just sit by the window and want to see a meteor pass by my eyes and make a wish, but it's just an impossible dream. Yesterday, yesterday, when I was still at school, I thought: Tomorrow will be my 15 birthday. I hope this birthday will not be like before, living at home alone and singing birthday songs to myself. I don't want to be like before. I really need my parents to spend my birthday with me, and the whole family can get together to spend my birthday with me. This birthday, my father can't come back from afar. I hope mom won't make any more business trips. That night, I kept thinking about these things until after midnight. I got up early this morning and hurried home. When I came to the door, I first prayed to God, Tathagata, Guanyin and Jade Emperor ~ ~ ~ ~ "Pray that Mom must be at home!" "I opened the cold door with a little fantasy, but the room was still empty. Hey! This is another dream of Conan. There is a note on the guest's desk. I picked up and said, "son, mom has something to do today, so she can't spend her birthday with you at home." There are cakes and vegetables in the refrigerator. Please get it yourself. " "Oh, every time, don't care about me at all. Why do people spend their birthdays with their parents, but I do it myself? When I turned on the TV, Wen Lan's Happy Birthday was playing on it. Listening, I couldn't help singing "Happy birthday, I said to myself, the candle is lit, and loneliness is also lit ~ ~". A drop of water flows to my mouth, salty, that is my tears. At 9 o'clock in the evening, a person, turn off the lights, take out the cake, light the candles, look at the flickering candlelight and want to cry. " Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me ~ ~ ~ "I didn't blow out the candles. Go to the window, it's a damn rainy day, there are no meteors, Xu Bule thought. A gust of wind blew, the wind chimes jingled in front of the window and the candles on the cake were blown out. My eyes went black, and I sat in a chair and meditated. Suddenly, I understood that my parents were not indifferent to me, but too busy. They are busy all the year round for my beautiful life and the happiness and prosperity of this family. As their son, I should understand them. In fact, they want to stay with me all the time, especially at this important moment, but the facts don't allow them to do so. Now that you have understood your parents' difficulties, forgive them. I rekindled the candle and made three wishes. 1. I hope my parents are healthy I hope my parents will spend more time with me. I hope I can get good grades in the exam to repay them. Tomorrow is another sunny day, sunshine and sky, everything is so beautiful. Maybe my parents who are not with me will share this wonderful time with me. At that moment, I grew up, too busy to see the clouds in the sky ... I only remember that when I was a child, I always felt that the sky was very high, and it was not so depressing now. The boundless sky is so blue! Clouds will drag their slender tails as they drift by, as if to disperse, but they will close with the clouds behind them at the moment of squinting; Together, and then spread out, intermittent in the vast sky, so free and unrestrained. Later, I went climbing in Huashan with some friends. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, white clouds linger like ribbons on the top of the mountain, such a beautiful and light Shu Ran; But there is no sadness in my heart. My long hair flutters in the wind with my young thoughts, my mood flies with my dreams, and my desire continues to the top of the mountain with my tireless steps. I just want to catch those clouds and bind my lonely heart when I was a child! I only climbed up a mountain panting, only to see that the cloud belt has been wound around another farther and higher mountain, so far away! The first time I tasted "through these clouds, how can I tell?" , but towards which corner of the mountain ",I am very helpless. A classmate joked, "Aren't you the cloud that lingers in the mountains?" Smile through tears. A young heart never knows how to be depressed. Everything is like floating clouds, floating across the heart is so light and smart! Later, I was destined to meet the cloud again at the top of Mount Tai, but my heart was mixed! Snow is dancing in Mount Tai, snow is singing and clouds are dancing. Is that cloud the spirit of snow? Looking up, white clouds rolled in the distance; Bow your head, the sea of clouds is surging; Around me, clouds are like dreams. The clouds in the distance can be imagined, and the clouds under the mountain can be understood. Only the clouds floating quietly around me can't catch it, and tears can't help but flow! It turns out that when people grow up, they are not busy looking at the clouds in the sky, but afraid of seeing the beautiful scenery like clouds and dreaming misty dreams! There have been many days when I closed the curtains to separate the complicated sea of the world from the outside world. At this time, only writing accompanied me. The floppy disk is gradually filled with some depressed words when I am confused or happy. After those words, I never dared to read them again, just like I was afraid to face some uncomfortable past! Only you can understand how the past days came, as if you should do nothing. After denying yourself in this way, the tears in my heart actually moistened my eyes. Anyone with a sensitive mind naturally likes to tell his heart with a pen, as if only a seemingly Mu Na word can string together a string of heartstrings; People who choose words to express themselves are destined to feel the pain more directly than others, and they are also destined to live harder than others. Just like floating clouds in the sky, they chose to wander and float from the beginning. Those beggars who crawl on the ground, their bodies buried deep, their faces touching the ground, can't see their humble expressions, can't tell the difference between colored clothes and dirty feet and hands; I don't like standing in the street staring at your beggars like flies, but when I see those beggars who are quietly in harmony with heaven and earth, my heart seems to be tightened. I can't imagine that such begging can finally get a big house. I can only say that there is no cowardly soul hidden under their humble form! It is also a cloud, just floating in different spaces. Everyone in this world is begging, crawling on the ground, begging for the most basic life; And the seemingly decent people standing are begging, aren't they? Begging for rights, money and love in different ways and moods, isn't everyone a floating cloud that floats across the world occasionally? Then why should we be surprised by the journey of the cloud? Wouldn't it be better to let nature take its course? Writing here, I can't help but lift the curtain, but only see the thick gray clouds and the lasting bright sunshine in the depths, just like the depression that can't penetrate the soul! Sometimes, you can't see the clouds. At this time, you can only let the clouds in your heart slide gently, and your heart is as dull as Schumann's music at the moment ~ ~ ~ the feeling of growth. Sheng Qiao Middle School in Jinjiang, Fujian C1KLOC-0/362271Cai Yachun Time is running out, the times are progressing, everything is updating, and I am growing. It is a transition of life, from childish to mature, from naughty to quiet. However, it contains all kinds of flavors, just like in a five-flavor bottle-acid! Alas! ! Alas! ! ! A wonderful weekend, I want to make tea and chat with Duke Zhou. Who knows there is a "Cheng"-little cousin. There is a simple reason. Famous fashion shops have big discounts on weekends. Mom and aunt are rushing to "snap up", dragging their tails is too much trouble. I happen to be a "volunteer nanny". "Sister, I want to draw." ...... "I want to write." ...... "I want to eat." ..... alas! I really thought I was a reprint of Wu Zetian! The "emperor" is full of airs, and he wants wind and rain. "I tell you, you'd better listen to me. If you make any more noise, you will never finish eating. " It's very kind of my cousin to make me, who has always had a good personality, suddenly have an impulse to "kick my ass". "Hum! If you are fierce again, I will break your things. " Cousin grabbed the glass bottle on the table and slammed it on the ground, breaking it with a bang. Oh, dear, it took me a week to finish this smokeless candle. The fire mountain in my heart finally broke out. Willy-nilly, I rushed over and "sprayed" my gas on my little cousin. At the same time, my mother came back, and my little cousin squeezed out two lines of tears and ran to find her mother to "complain." He also embellished it by saying that I called her "flat" her. My mother slapped me in the face and scolded me, "You! You are so old that you have the cheek to hit your sister. When you are so old, let me teach you a lesson. " I touched the burning scar on my face and froze. Tears are like broken beads, I can't stop. Hey! This is the feeling of growing up-acid. Sweet "27, 28, 29, 30" Hooray! After 35 yuan is full in a few days, I can buy a new book bag. " I giggled at the piggy bank while counting the money. Hey hey! That schoolbag is new, and there is a small alarm clock ticking on it. At this time, hey! Although you are very proud, my friends must be by my side all day ... "Daughter, mom wants to talk to you." It was my mother who called me. "What's the matter? Mom, you know what? I will buy a new schoolbag soon. " I jumped and shouted. Mother listened to my words, her face was sad and her brow was almost knotted. I'm so confused. Suddenly, my mother said, "Do you know? More than 120 students in the disaster area can't go to school. You can help a child for a year by donating 50 yuan. " My mother's eyes kept staring at me, as if she had some intention. I turned my head several times and finally understood. My mother made me reluctantly give up what I loved and turned my schoolbag into a donation. But ... no, the people in the disaster area need help more. I should help them, but that schoolbag ... hey, buy it next time! "Mom, I decided to donate the money." It's a little hard to say. "Good daughter, really grown up, grown up!" Ha ha! My mother's words gave me great encouragement. This is the feeling of growing up-sweet. The pain is over! My weekend is over again. Don't get me wrong, it's not my little cousin who came here this time. There is another reason: my mother always thinks that I should learn to do housework when I grow up, so as not to "get into the kitchen and get out of the hall" in the future. Insist that I be the "master" for one day. Do it! Although I can't, I will show my mother what I can do anyway. Let's start with breakfast! Breakfast is porridge fried dough sticks, which can be bought downstairs, simple! Ha, it turns out that housework is so simple, why is my mother so lazy, and she still makes me do such a small job, really. However, things are not as simple as I thought, and the hard days have just begun ... "Wow! No way! Washing clothes, boiling water, transporting coal and paying electricity bills only take one morning. " I broke my fingers and complained over and over again. Hey, one at a time! Washing clothes, there is nothing clean for a long time; Boil water, a pot of boiling water will leave half a pot; Moving coal, coal didn't move a few, but it became Xiaohua Mall; Not only did I fail to pay the electricity bill, but also my foot was broken. Hey! This is the feeling of growing up-bitterness. Growth is actually like a five-flavor bottle, which contains various flavors; Like a palette, there are various colors, waiting for you to try and experience! Topic: I have grown up. When Wang Yuanyuan was a child, I often snuggled up to my grandmother, who kindly said to me, "Yuanyuan, you are about to grow up! When I grow up, help my grandmother share some burdens. " I naively asked, "Grandma, what burden shall I share with you?" "When I grow up, help me with my work and help me with my housework." Grandma said with some sighs, and I nodded obediently. At the age of six, I was able to do a lot of work, helping my grandmother sweep the floor, cook, wash clothes and grind noodles. I do a lot of work every day, but I never complain, because I know I live in an incomplete family with three members: grandma, uncle and me. We are old and young. Grandpa died young, grandma was old, uncle was disabled, and the burden of family fell on grandma. I have never enjoyed maternal love since I was a child. My grandmother brought me up. Seeing other people's mothers love her children so much, I can't help crying. How I want to have a mother and get her love, but God is unfair. Once, I had a strange idea: Why didn't I have a mother? I'll ask grandma. She seems speechless after eating lead. I am willing to beg, "Go ahead, Grandma." Grandma said softly, "I can't cry if I say it." I readily agreed, and grandma slowly spat it out: "Yuanyuan, bring it here ...", "Grandma, stop it, I understand." Tears poured down my eyes. That night, I thought a lot and finally figured it out. I must study hard and repay my grandmother's kindness. From that moment on, I became strong. I learned to be independent. I have learned more and done more work than anyone else. At home, I get up early every day to fetch water, feed pigs and do farm work. Later, I went to school. At school, I am a student who loves learning. Listen carefully in class, study hard after class, and be willing to help classmates. The teacher elected me monitor. Every day I am always the first to go to school, clean up, organize students to study, and go to work in the fields after school. Once when I came home from school, the teacher assigned a lot of homework. Before I could write, I went to the field to pick up melons and dry them. I didn't come back until evening. I was so tired that I fell asleep. The next day, I was severely criticized by the teacher because I didn't finish my homework, which gave me a great shock. I must make time to study. I often see children my age who are well fed and well dressed and don't work at all. I want to shout at the sky: "Why is my fate like this?" Once I saw my neighbor's children eating fried dough sticks, so I cried for grandma with tears. Grandma said to me, "Yuanyuan, grandma is sorry for you. Our family is poor. You can't dress well and eat well ..." Seeing grandma's sad appearance, I suddenly felt guilty and cried and said, "Grandma, I don't want it. I don't want it." Another time, my pants were scratched. I didn't tell grandma when I went home, so I took the needle money and sewed it myself. Inadvertently, the needle pierced my hand and bled. I don't call it pain because I want to be a strong girl. Although many peers have never done or experienced these things, I will not compare with others, because I am sensible, I will share the burden of my grandmother, and I will do my filial piety. The road ahead is still long, and there may be more difficulties ahead, but no matter how difficult the road is, I will face life with a smile and try my best to show my grace, because I have grown up gradually. Topic: dining table? Living in Lv Yunshan, Class 7, Grade 2, Levin Middle School, Shunchang County, Fujian Province, life is like a dining table. Although the dishes above are varied and changing every day, the protagonist is still the dining table, but the dining table remains the same. Isn't life like this? -inscription avenue, the sun shines through the leaves and casts its own shadow on the road. It is spotted, beautiful and lively. In the distance, two figures moved this way. Near, near, one is wobbly, white-haired, wrinkled like a knife, and there are a lot of white beards, giving people a sense of wisdom; The other is a young man with heavy eyebrows and big eyes, but a sad face, looking haggard and tired. "Grandpa, you brought me here because you have something to say to me, right?" The young man spoke. "Baby, grandpa knows that you've been making trouble everywhere recently. Grandpa is a farmer and a lout, and he doesn't understand those principles, but he only wants you to go to his house for dinner this time. Baby, let's go. " The young man was silent and just nodded slightly. An old man and a young man walked on. Not far away, a wooden house looks particularly lovely, warm and charming against the backdrop of Parthenocissus tricuspidata. Father and grandson walked to the hut. The old woman in the hut heard footsteps and went outside. She said to the old man, "Why are you so slow?" ? My meal is all ready. Come on in, it will get cold soon. Come on, don't dawdle. There is no lack of concern in the tone of "blame. The old man smiled and went in with his grandson. The old man said to the woman, "Wife, you serve slowly today, remember?" "Remember, I understand! "Grandson sitting on a stool, the woman set out a bowl of food. The old man said, "honey, you always feel like a supporting role recently, don't you?" "I know how you feel. Come, let's eat vegetables first. " The woman brought out another bowl of vegetables, and the grandson said, "Grandma, why bother? Why not serve all the dishes at once? " "You will understand later." Going back and forth several times, the food on the table is finished and served, and the food on the table is gone. The old man said, "Baby, did you see it?" Life is like this. Things around you, people around you, are changing every day. Like vegetables, they all passed by in a hurry, couldn't keep their position, and finally disappeared. And you, like this table, although the dishes on it are various and delicious, the table keeps itself and is not influenced by the outside world, understand? After listening to the old man's words, Sun Tzu was enlightened and repeatedly said, "Grandpa, your meal taught me a truth in life: self-defense is the secret of success." Grandpa stroked his beard and smiled with relief. Sun Tzu went back alone and walked on the road. The setting sun shone obliquely on him and on his heart. His sad face disappeared and his face was filled with a faint smile. He said to himself: Life is really like a dining table. At that moment, I grew up this summer vacation, and I can confidently say, "I grew up!" " "Why? I learned a lot because I participated in the summer camp organized by the school. On this day, we visited Zhongshan Quanlin Villa and had a picnic competition. While playing, we picked up some dead leaves and firewood to cook. At noon, we came to the camp with sticks. The staff uncle has prepared running water, vegetables and meat for us. As soon as we received the materials, we began to work. Xiao Hao and I are responsible for cooking. Although cooking looks simple, it is difficult to do. We took the pot to measure the water. Before we got to the tap, neither of us had cooked, so we argued about how much water to put in. Xiao Hao measured the water, which had just soaked the rice noodles. I read it and thought, "With so little water, the cooked rice will be very hard. Put more water and the rice will be soft. " So, I said, "No, no, add more water, otherwise, the rice will be very hard." Xiao Hao immediately retorted: "I think so much will do." We stick to our words and never give in to each other. Finally, Xiao Hao finally agreed with me and put half more water. This war of words is finally over. We went back to the camp and immediately set up a pot to cook. The stick we found was really hard to light. We had a lot of trouble and it took us half a box of matches to light them. The fire was so fierce that we thought we had done it and sat down to have a rest. After a while, the fire gradually weakened, so we hurried to add firewood. Touch it, hey, the firewood is gone! What's going on here? It turned out that the third group next to us messed up our firewood. We caught fire as soon as we saw it, and immediately grabbed a handful from their firewood and put it in the stove. The fire in the stove soon reignited. But before long, the fire slowed down again. While we grab other people's sticks, we let our free teammates pick sticks. The teammates managed to find firewood. Our fire went out, so we had to try our best to light firewood and continue cooking. "oh! It smells good. " My nose smells it. It turns out that the students in other groups have already cooked the dishes, but we just messed up and only made half of them. When we are cooking, we smell other people's cooking and keep our mouths shut, afraid of drooling and leaving. This is both shameful and regrettable. At this time, my indomitable spirit came up: "I don't believe we can't cook this meal well!" " "So, I vigorously fanned the flames. Everyone was excited when they saw me. After a long time, the rice is still not cooked. I opened the pot and saw that there was too much water. We'll immediately pour out the excess water and continue cooking. Soon, the food was ready. I can't wait to fill a bowl of rice and have a bite. Wow! Like baby food. It is too thin. However, everyone didn't hum, because as we all know, this meal didn't come easily, and we also understood a truth: labor will make our minds delicate, and we can't be sloppy in any work. It's better to do it well with one hand and one hand. Labor and trickery cannot be combined. Otherwise, why do old people often say that labor will change a person's character and temperament? Now, I can confidently say to you: "I have grown up! " "

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My mother gave me the most when I was growing up. But I hardly did anything for her. My mother took good care of me when I was ill. I have always enjoyed it with a clear conscience and feel that it is right to do so. When my mother was ill, not only did I not take care of her, but my mother took care of me as always regardless of her illness, but I just didn't know it. I remember that in the third grade, on my way home from school, I only wore a hat and ran around in the heavy rain. My mother wore a thin coat and chased me to put it on with a raincoat in her hand, regardless of being soaked through. When I got home, my mother immediately asked me to take off my clothes, took a hot bath and found clean clothes to help me put on. And my mother didn't have time to change clothes herself, and her hair was wet on her face. Mom started coughing at night. She must have caught a cold in the rain. After dinner, my mother lay in bed and I watched TV in the living room. Later my mother asked me to get her a glass of water. I'm looking at it. Reluctantly, I took a glass of cold water from the water dispenser, took cold medicine and said, "Mom, take the medicine." My mother sat up slowly in bed. At the moment she took the cup, I saw several small cuts and blood stains on my mother's hand. I asked, "Mom, what happened to your hand?" Mother replied flatly, "Nothing. Today, my mother accidentally scratched when she chased you. " After that, I put the medicine in my mouth. When she drank water, I saw that she was very uncomfortable. I swallowed water, but the medicine came out. Only then did I find a thermometer under my mother's arm. I was surprised when I took it out. My mother has a fever of 39 degrees! Looking at my tired mother again, I couldn't say anything, and suddenly tears filled my eyes. I hate what I did before. Why did I do this before? Why are you so ignorant? With tears in my eyes, I picked up the cup and went outside to pour out the cold water and replace it with a cup of hot water. I came to my mother again with the medicine, but I felt it was a long way. I thought a lot ... when I saw my mother taking medicine, I took the cup, tucked her in and said, "Mom, if you are not feeling well, please call me at any time." My mother smiled and comforted me and said, "Son, you have grown up." Many of the original things have been blurred, but I always remember this clearly. I have the responsibility and ability to take good care of my mother. Maybe, as my mother said, I have grown up!

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At that time, I grew up in the third grade of 250-word primary school.

At that time, I grew up with many little girls with two braids, holding the windmill I had been struggling for a long time in my hand and holding it in my mouth.